i'm gonna be there halfway - swimming

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    ◾️ The bicolored tom had a lot on his mind lately. After heading out on an early patrol at dawn, Stormwhisper was a tab bit burnt out. Well, emotionally. Physically he had the energy of a hundreed horses. An exaggeration perhaps, but he had enough to go on. Stretching out along the gravel shores by the serene river, the bi-colored tom felt the need for a swim. This moon they hadn't gone to the gathering and wondered if Bloodclan was doing alright. As much as he wished to visit his old haunts, that wasn't his home anymore. Though the blood that flowed through his vains said otherwise, Riverclan was his home and he felt more a part of the clan more than anything. He was happy to have a home. But now, he knew his home could be in jeopardy. He had become friends with a molly outside of Riverclan and somehow, even if he was in denial, knew his heart was beginning to fall for that beautiful silver molly. His few friends in the clan had said he was changing and that there seemed to be something about him that showed he was happy and in love, but a bigger part of him said it was wrong. Maybe that's why he felt to at peace in the water.


    He had smoothly slipped into the cold water, his paws leaving behind the riverbed's slopes and merely floating in the slow moving waters as he half-heartedly treaded water to stay in the same area of where he initially entered the water. Storm didn't necessarily want to be swept away. That was not good for a Riverclanner to do either.


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    WHEN TOMORROW COMES — tempestwing — riverclan — tags


    "Hey, Stormwhisper. What's the water like?" Tempestwing called cheerfully, catching sight of the tom as she padded along the bank. She'd just been on a walk, nothing special, when the familiar splash of something in the thawing river had caught her attention; lo and behold, it had been another RiverClanner.


    ◾️ Rolling upright from merely being like a deadweight in water, the bicolored tom purred in greeting, splashing lightly with a flop of his paw. "Well, it's quite icy. But I think I can manage. Maybe when I come out of the water i'll be cooler looking." He deadpanned. Treading closer to the shore, yet still deep enough to float and enjoy the refreshing water, he wondered if it was a good idea to ask if she wanted to join. Nah, he didn't know the warrior like that. She might think him weird. "Anyways, did you just come back from a walk? How's solid ground?" Obviously he knew what it was like as moments before, the tom had been lounging about.


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